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I've been going through stuff to downsize and simplify before I officially pack everything up and move. As I was going through notes and school work, I was hit with kind of a "duh" realization. I really don't want to be a speech therapist forever. As in, I could see myself doing this for just a few years then moving on to something else. I mean ( Read more... )

So I'm having to fly this week. And being the responsible post-9/11 flier, I went to the TSA website to double check their carry-on rules. Nothing too surprising: less than 3 oz, clear plastic bag, yadda, yadda, yadda. As I continue to skim down the page to see if there's anything else I'm missing, I come to this image:


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I don't claim to be a basketball fan. Really, just the opposite. But at the same time, I am a huge Clemson fan, so since we've made it to the ACC championships and the NCAA tournament, I've gone to the trouble of learning what a foul is and how many points you get for a free throw. I've even looked at brackets to see who we play. (If we make it ( Read more... )

i met a guy the other day. you know the usual: where are you from? what do you do? but then, he deviated from the typical introductory conversation path. "it's funny that this is how we normally introduce ourselves. but really, who are you?" he asked ( Read more... )

1. What did you do in 2007 that you'd never done before?
Dissected a cadaver, called a code, planned and ran entire therapy sessions, played on a co-ed softball team

2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
For a while, I was able to until school got in the way. Yes - I re-resolve to enjoy life outside of ( Read more... )

one of the kiddos i see has CP, and she's the cutest thing with her little glasses and butterfly stickers all over her wheelchair. anyway, in our session today, we were trying to ask her about halloween. we'll call her "S" for anonymity's sake. here is our conversation ( Read more... )

I miss home - all my friends and family there. And all my friends in other places. So yeah. I really miss everyone, and I hope that life is good. That's all. Hopefully, we can catch up in a month.

So I'm walking down the hall. And there's a man wearing an eye patch looking slightly confused.
"Are you lost?" I ask him, seeing as that's usually the cause of any confusion.
"No. I'm just waiting on my wife to tinkle," the man replies.
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"Um. Ok," I respond trying desperately not to laugh at this eye-patch clad, grown man.

Oh life.

I have a mystery on my hands. Let me set the scene ( Read more... )